Are there any plants, flowers, trees, shrubs, etc that anyone can point me to that are mentioned in Bukowski’s poetry specifically? My students are on a search. Thanks for any help!
Plants mentioned in Bukowski’s work
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The Tragedy Of The Leaves
[...]
I awakened to dryness and the ferns were dead,
the potted plants yellow as corn;
[...]
plants which easily winter kills
[...]
plants which easily winter kills
are
Campanula medium
Digitalis purpurea
Early-flowered Chrysanthemums
Salvia patens
and
Shasta Daisy.
[...]
all that
like that
[...]
and on many
of the window sills
sit pots of geraniums
or planters
of geraniums
and here are the
half-dressed people
on the fire escapes
and here is
the geranium red
almost everywhere.
[...]
Christ in his manger
[...]
the girl used a nozzle with a
thin hard stream and she liked to
hose down the large banana leaves.
the sound was unbearable. she
believed she was washing away the plant
lice.
[...]
I move to the city of San Pedro
[...]
I dug around in the garden,
planted some corn
and radishes.
[...]
Trollius and trellises
[...]
well, John, if it happens enjoy your
divertissement to
plant husbandry,
cultivate and aerate
between
bushes, water only in the
early morning, spread
shredding to discourage
weed growth
and
as I do in my writing:
use plenty of
manure.
[...]
ALL THE LOVE OF ME GOES OUT TO HER
(for A.M.)
[...]
and I sit looking at the plants
and I say to the plants, with my mind,
can't you love me?
can't something happen here?
must the sidewalks always be sidewalks, must the generals
continue to laugh in their dreams,
must it always continue to be
that nothing is true?
[...]
[...]
I awakened to dryness and the ferns were dead,
the potted plants yellow as corn;
[...]
plants which easily winter kills
[...]
plants which easily winter kills
are
Campanula medium
Digitalis purpurea
Early-flowered Chrysanthemums
Salvia patens
and
Shasta Daisy.
[...]
all that
like that
[...]
and on many
of the window sills
sit pots of geraniums
or planters
of geraniums
and here are the
half-dressed people
on the fire escapes
and here is
the geranium red
almost everywhere.
[...]
Christ in his manger
[...]
the girl used a nozzle with a
thin hard stream and she liked to
hose down the large banana leaves.
the sound was unbearable. she
believed she was washing away the plant
lice.
[...]
I move to the city of San Pedro
[...]
I dug around in the garden,
planted some corn
and radishes.
[...]
Trollius and trellises
[...]
well, John, if it happens enjoy your
divertissement to
plant husbandry,
cultivate and aerate
between
bushes, water only in the
early morning, spread
shredding to discourage
weed growth
and
as I do in my writing:
use plenty of
manure.
[...]
ALL THE LOVE OF ME GOES OUT TO HER
(for A.M.)
[...]
and I sit looking at the plants
and I say to the plants, with my mind,
can't you love me?
can't something happen here?
must the sidewalks always be sidewalks, must the generals
continue to laugh in their dreams,
must it always continue to be
that nothing is true?
[...]
And who could forget:
The Great Zen Wedding
Zen let out a short gasp, once again supplicated the sky, said something in the Oriental, gave me a short karate chop, kindly, and left me wrapped within a series of senseless Mexican cacti and what appeared to be, from my eye, man-eating plants from the inner Brazilian jungles. I relaxed in the moonlight until this purple flower seemed to gather toward my nose and began to delicately pinch out my breathing.
The Great Zen Wedding
Zen let out a short gasp, once again supplicated the sky, said something in the Oriental, gave me a short karate chop, kindly, and left me wrapped within a series of senseless Mexican cacti and what appeared to be, from my eye, man-eating plants from the inner Brazilian jungles. I relaxed in the moonlight until this purple flower seemed to gather toward my nose and began to delicately pinch out my breathing.
This is wonderful, thank you!
Johannes
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He also had it in for the gladiola
From the poem "ruin"
From "The Sun itself, I Guess, Is The Only Thing That Doesn't Need The Love Of Luck"
From "the curtains are waving and people walk through the afternoon here and in Berlin and in New York City and in Mexico"
Also there was "The Flower Lover", "Lillies in my brain" ... etc. Coming to think of it he wrote about flowers quite frequently. Also painted or drew them a couple of times.
From the poem "ruin"
From "The Sun itself, I Guess, Is The Only Thing That Doesn't Need The Love Of Luck"
From "the curtains are waving and people walk through the afternoon here and in Berlin and in New York City and in Mexico"
Also there was "The Flower Lover", "Lillies in my brain" ... etc. Coming to think of it he wrote about flowers quite frequently. Also painted or drew them a couple of times.
Just read one where he mentioned hydrangeas.
It's the way you play the game
In love is a dog from hell
"Vomiting as you go
Into the
Hydrangea"
It's the way you play the game
In love is a dog from hell
"Vomiting as you go
Into the
Hydrangea"
